Jiuyu was trembling, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.
He also wanted to have a fight.
He knew that once Lin Yang died, he would not be able to escape.
However, all the energy in his body was abolished by Palace Master Qing Lian, and his cultivation level was lost. At this moment, he was no different from a cripple and could not pose any threat to Palace Master Qing Lian.
But even Yu Bihong couldn't hurt Palace Master Qing Lian.
Now, what other options are available?
The situation at the scene is desperate.
Palace Master Qing Lian glanced at Yu Bihong coldly: "Don't worry, bitch, I won't kill you! I will transform you all into my loyal dogs and let you look after my home and hospital. Of course, you
Your role is not just as simple as being a dog! I worked hard to raise you, but you still betrayed me! Before I transform you into a dog, I will leave you to them. I think they must be interested in your cultivation.
Very interested!”
When the Qing Lian palace man at the door heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, Master!"
"Take these two useless dogs down first!"
The palace master Qing Lian sneered, then stopped being polite and struck at Lin Yang over there.
She wants to end it all!
Whoosh!
The fingers fall again.
The nail blade seems to be splitting the void into pieces.
The terrifying blade energy shredded the wall behind Lin Yang.
But...at the moment when the blade energy was about to fall on Lin Yang's head.
Sonorous!
A more swift sword light suddenly struck.
Poof!
Palace Master Qing Lian was shaken all over and her face froze.
The attack on Lin Yang suddenly stopped.
And...she only felt that her wrists were empty, no, she could no longer feel her palms.
When he lowered his head and saw that his hands had been chopped off, blood was already gushing out!
Looking at Lin Yang again, he was holding a long sword like a brush in his left hand...
Although this object has a weird shape, you can tell from the flashing edge of the pen sword that this pen sword is... extraordinary!
Look at Lin Yang again.
He has put down his hand.
The wound on the neck has healed.
Not only that, under the influence of the Tiantian Knife, the scars all over his body were healing quickly.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Yang had recovered as before.
Palace Master Qing Lian did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly retreated. He took out the silver needle he carried and stabbed it on his arm, causing the palm to grow. At the same time, he swallowed the elixir hidden in his teeth into his mouth to help the injury recover.
This sudden drastic change left everyone in disbelief.
"That knife of yours...is so magical! It seems like I can't kill you unless I completely destroy your ability to move!"
Palace Master Qing Lian said ferociously.
"That's right, but it's too late for you to know this information."
Lin Yang shook his head.
"You said it's okay?"
Qing Lian Palace Master was startled.
But Lin Yang suddenly waved his hands.
The painting sword pen and the natural sword all turned into a ray of light and disappeared in his palm.
Palace Master Qing Lian couldn't help but stare blankly.
He actually... doesn't use these two weird magic weapons?
Why is this?
Could it be that... he has more terrifying methods?
Thinking of this, Palace Master Qing Lian had an extremely bad feeling in his heart.
But Lin Yang slowly raised his hand, a golden light bloomed in his palm, and a drawing slowly appeared vaguely.
"Palace Master Qing Lian, do you know why I dare to come here alone... to see you?"
"Why..."
Qing Lian Palace Master said dryly.
"Because I know...I can kill you!"
Lin Yang said coldly, his eyes suddenly turned red, and then he clenched his hands.
Bang!
Golden light exploded.
A long scroll floated behind him.
The scroll was unfolded, and countless divine sword seals appeared...
"Ten Thousand Swords Picture?"
Taking pity on the palace master is like being struck by lightning.
